Chapter 78 Bathroom "I want to sleep with you."
The car drove slowly, leaving the Park Hyatt's golden roof and arriving at a private hospital under the Pine Group.
Lan Jia knew she was out, and her mind immediately cleared. She started to formulate an idea. However, Meng Cenjun had been following her the whole time and watching her very closely, making it impossible for her to find an opportunity.
He took her through a bunch of tests, and they spent half a day at the hospital.
After finally getting the results, the doctor was reviewing her head CT scan when Lan Jia said she needed to go to the restroom. Meng Cenjun, worried about her, asked Zhou Ma to accompany her and then stayed in the office to talk with the doctor in detail. His biggest concern now was whether Lan Jia's injury was improving.
Lan Jia stayed in the bathroom for a while, then said to Zhou Ma outside the door in a panic, "What should I do? I can't get out now."
"What's wrong, young lady?"
"I... my period came early, could you go buy me some sanitary pads?"
Zhou Ma was in a dilemma, after all, Meng Cenjun had told Lan Jia that she couldn't be separated from someone.
Seeing that she didn't say anything, Lan Jia got a little angry and said anxiously, "Hurry up and go, it would be so embarrassing for me to come out like this."
Aunt Zhou hesitated: "Then Miss, please stay here and don't leave. I'll be back soon."
“I can’t leave,” Lan Jia added. “I’ll wait for you.”
Remembering that Zuo Tai was still waiting outside, Zhou Ma hurried off immediately.
Lan Jia felt relieved and quickly groped her way out. Of course, she knew that Meng Cenjun's people were outside, so she had no choice but to wait inside.
She waited anxiously for a moment, and unexpectedly, someone actually came in.
"Hello!" She moved at the sound of the voice and hurriedly stopped the person.
"What's wrong? Do you need any help?" It was an unfamiliar female voice that spoke.
Lan Jia looked up, overjoyed, and said, "I can't see, could you make a phone call for me?"
The nurse was about to agree, but when she saw Lan Jia's face, she fell silent.
She recognized that Meng Cenjun had personally brought her here, treating her with great care and guarding her with bodyguards. She seemed to have a powerful background, so she didn't dare to meddle in this matter. So, taking advantage of her inattention, she quietly left again.
As soon as Lan Jia heard the footsteps fading away, she panicked: "Please help me! Don't go!"
But there was no one to respond to her anymore.
Undeterred, she stood there for a while longer. When she heard someone else approaching, she immediately called out, "Could you please help me? Could you make a phone call for me?"
This time, she gripped the other person's hand tightly, as if grasping at a lifeline. Perhaps her aggressive manner startled the other person, for he was momentarily stunned, then ruthlessly pulled his hand away, muttering with slight disgust, "A blind person wandering around like this? Don't their family members care?"
Hearing these hurtful words, Lan Jia immediately became agitated, her face flushed as she retorted, "I'm not blind! I'm not blind!"
Seeing her sudden outburst and nearly being poked by her finger, the man cursed, "If she's not blind, she must be crazy!" Then, fearing an attack from Lan Jia, he quickly retreated.
Lan Jia stood there, stunned.
She had never suffered such insults and grievances since she was a child. Her heart was about to burst with bitterness, but she still managed to hold back her tears.
But she didn't know that her hair had grown long and was now hanging down in a messy, disheveled way. Her thin, palm-sized face was unusually pale, and her lifeless eyes, with sunken eye sockets due to fat loss, made her look as pale as a ghost.
Deeply shocked, Lan Jia's mind went blank, as if she could no longer bear it. She stumbled out, only to bump into someone.
"Young Miss?"
Hearing a familiar voice, she froze, then immediately grabbed his hand: "Dr. Xu? Is that you?"
"It's me, Miss. Why are you alone?"
Although Dr. Xu was the Yi family's family doctor, he had been working at a hospital under the Payne Group ever since Meng Cenjun and Lan Jia moved away.
Zuo Tai, who was not far away, wanted to come over and stop him, but stopped in his tracks after receiving a look from the person in front of him.
Lan Jia was completely unaware of what was happening. It was the first time she had encountered an acquaintance after being isolated for so long, and tears welled up in her eyes immediately. She stammered, "Please help me...please help me, okay?"
Dr. Xu immediately felt several sharp gazes directed at him, making him feel uneasy. He forced himself to ask, "What can I do for you?"
"Could you call my grandma for me? Or call the Yi family and tell Aunt Xiu... I'm in the hospital right now, and they need to come pick me up as soon as possible. I want to go home, I want to go home!"
"Why aren't you saying anything? Why aren't you saying anything?" Lan Jia shook his hand frantically.
"Then why don't you call No. 9 Anfeng Road? Aunt Ming will answer, and you can ask her to tell Grandma. If that doesn't work... if that still doesn't work, you can call No. 6 Qiao Residence, call Qiao Zimu, and ask him to come pick me up... okay?"
"I want to go home! I want to go home! Please help me!"
Why won't you speak? Why won't you make a sound?
Dr. Xu looked at her with a solemn expression, not daring to speak.
Lan Jia suddenly let go, as if realizing something, and stumbled back in alarm, only to bump into a familiar embrace.
Meng Cenjun grasped her thin shoulders with both hands, but said calmly to the person in front of him, "Xu Lang, go ahead."
Dr. Xu said, "Yes."
She glanced at Lan Jia with concern and pity, but ultimately turned and left.
He heard how she asked others for help and how she painstakingly tried to escape him.
The two hands on his shoulders were gripping him tighter and tighter, giving the illusion that he was angry.
But after a while, it loosened again.
Meng Cenjun bent down, slipped his arms under her knees, and easily lifted her up.
"Let's go home."
She remained motionless, like an ostrich burying itself in the sand.
Instead of escaping, he took her back to the top of the Park Hyatt.
Meng Cenjun remained silent the entire way, and Lan Jia was certain that he was truly angry.
Having lived together for many years, she knew best his stubbornness, ruthlessness, and uncompromising nature.
He doesn't want her to leave, so she can't leave.
Although Meng Cenjun used to be rigid and strict, and very controlling, he never forced or coerced her into doing things she didn't like. Just like back then, when the old lady insisted that she be the successor, she repeatedly interfered with which school she chose and what major she studied. They argued about this countless times, and in the end, it was Meng Cenjun who stepped in to mediate. He would take care of the company's affairs, and he only wanted her to do what she was truly interested in.
But things are different now.
He changed; he became paranoid, terrifying, and disregarded her wishes.
In her most painful, helpless, and frightened moments, all she wanted was to return to familiar surroundings and receive some companionship from family and friends.
But he wouldn't even grant her this small request.
Lan Jia didn't know how much of the familiar Meng Cenjun he once knew was now inside his body.
She was simply terrified—terrified of his changes, terrified of his instability, terrified that he might do something even worse to her.
Just like how Meng Shiyuan treated her mother back then.
But this fear lingered until dinner time, and Meng Cenjun did nothing to her.
He sat across from her as usual, serving her soup before her meal, adding vegetables, carefully removing the bones from the fish, placing it on her plate, and then having Zhou Ma feed her.
He never spoke another word to her.
Lan Jia didn't care; she wasn't at fault, she was the one who got hurt. She didn't want to talk to him anymore.
As usual, Zhou Ma gave her a bath in the evening. She went to prepare her things and let her go into the bathroom first.
That's the downside of having poor eyesight; she needs help with everything and someone has to do it for her.
Lan Jia recalled her pathetic state when she begged for help earlier that day, and a wave of grievance and bitterness washed over her.
She longed for a full recovery every day, but the more anxious she became, the slower it seemed to happen.
The bathtub is already filled with hot water.
Take off your clothes.
First, take off the outer cardigan, then take off the inner dress.
The zipper was at the very top, and my hand ached from bending it backwards. I finally managed to pull it down a little, but then a strand of hair got caught in it and it hurt terribly.
Just as Lan Jia was feeling discouraged, the bathroom door opened. It must have been Zhou Ma. She quickly reached out with both hands, took her zipper, carefully separated her hair, and smoothly pulled it to the ends.
A sudden thought flashed through her mind, like an electric shock.
Pinky ring, hardness, and a well-defined bone structure.
It was clearly a man's hand.
At the same time, the shoulder strap slipped down, and the skirt drooped and piled up on her feet.
The sudden exposure of her bare skin to the air gave her goosebumps.
Before Lan Jia could move, she was embraced from behind.
Two strong arms with bulging veins tightly wrapped around his waist and abdomen, while a head pressed firmly against the top of his head.
He seemed to always like this all-encompassing position, as if he wanted to crush her completely, roll her up, and knead her into his body.
Lan Jia had done some research on this preference before, and from a psychological perspective, it is a manifestation of a strong desire for control.
Or perhaps it's due to a lack of security.
Even though they had already done the most intimate things, Lan Jia still couldn't control her trembling voice: "What did you do?"
I'll give you a bath tonight.
"Having Zhou Ma is enough."
"She almost lost you today."
Yes, she almost ran away.
He still harbors resentment.
Lan Jia still didn't want him to take his anger out on others, and only said, "I was the one who sent her out, so don't blame her."
"Then who should I blame?"
She closed her eyes wearily: "Is it all my fault?"
He frowned: "Don't say things in anger."
"It's you who's angry." Once she gets angry, she stops talking altogether.
He said in a muffled voice, "I'm not angry."
"I'm just sad."
"You don't want me anymore. It was like that last time, and it's still like that now."
She sighed, "I just feel that I need a healthy and normal environment, and some healthy and normal intimate relationships."
Do you think we're not normal right now?
"Would a psychologically normal older brother be like you, hugging his sister who's having sex in the bathroom?"
"Would you end up like this, personally bathing your adult sister?"
Meng Cenjun said patiently, "Lan Jia, I don't understand. Does that mean everything from before doesn't count?"
"I don't want to think about these things right now."
"I just want to go back to my normal life."
“I am not part of your so-called normal life.”
"You don't like it here because of me."
"You don't love me, that's why you want to run away from me, right?"
He still didn't understand why she was in pain.
Lan Jia's heart ached, and she became angry with him: "So, are you going to let me go or not?"
"Are you going to lock me up here for the rest of my life?"
"Do you understand that this is illegal imprisonment?"
"At least not now. Lan Jia, your injuries haven't healed yet, so you have to stay by my side."
"I don't want to! I want to go back!"
Meng Cenjun said sternly, "I can agree to anything you want, except this one."
You can't leave me.
Lan Jia's blood boiled, and in a fit of rage, she questioned:
"I want to sleep with you! Will you agree?"
The author says: Recently, paranormal events have been happening in my home. In the middle of the night, I hear plastic bags rustling, and things placed in the middle of the coffee table are knocked to the ground. When I turn off the lights and close my eyes, I feel like there is something above my head, but when I turn the lights back on, there is nothing there.
For the past few nights, I've been so scared I can't sleep, I can only stay awake until dawn. My heart is also uncomfortable, it keeps pounding. I don't know if I have neurasthenia, but just now I suddenly caught a glimpse of a dark shadow flash by out of the corner of my eye.
At this moment, I desperately hope that it was a mouse and not something else...
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